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320 · Feb 2021
Dark.
vapor Feb 2021
You merely adopted the dark; I was born in it, consumed by it, molded from it. I didn't see the light until It was too late.
89 · Feb 2021
Sordid.
vapor Feb 2021
𓄹𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺.
𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘺, 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨.
𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥.
𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵, 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵.
𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘥.
67 · Feb 2021
Night.
vapor Feb 2021
night.
the night is when it hurts the most
everyday slipping past me
life sailing away at full speed down a coast
one day we will be free
but for the people i loved the most
they might disagree
soon we will all become ghosts
drifting away in the breeze
until then i quote
the night is when it hurts the most

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